Chapter 131: A Hurricane in the Literary World (I)

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In the northeastern part of the United States, there is a state called "Massachusetts", which is collectively called "Massachusetts" or "Massachusetts" in China, and the world-famous universities Harvard and MIT are located in this state. ♀

Wen Baojing came to MIT a year ago as a visiting scholar, and by the way, she took care of her daughter Kang Lingyue, who was studying in the United States, but Kang Lingyue has never been conscious of being taken care of, for example, recently, she is going all out to fight with her parents openly and secretly, and there has been a stalemate on the issue of returning to China.

"Mom, do you know about the essay contest?"

Wen Baojing was cutting tomatoes to make pasta, and I don't know when her daughter came to her, drinking milk and casually asked a question.

"Listen to your dad. ”

"Oh, I saw it on the Internet myself, that classmate named Liu Jingting is so cool, he beat so many people at once. Kang Lingyue exclaimed thoughtlessly.

Wen Baojing was a little surprised to hear her daughter, who had always been conceited, put the chopped tomatoes into a glass bowl and said, "It's a bit early to defeat. ”

Kang Lingyue didn't know what she was thinking, she didn't seem to hear what her mother said, so she asked "um" and said, "Mom, what did you say?"

Wen Baojing glanced at her daughter strangely and said, "Have you read Liu Jingting's competition article?"

"Look, he knows a lot about Western culture. ”

"Then have you heard of Sima Wuji and Zhou Zaidao?"

Kang Lingyue nodded and said, "Sima Wuji, I know, who wrote "Pink Peach Blossom", Zhou Zaidao has an impression, but he hasn't seen the work. ”

"Then do you think Liu Jingting can defeat them?"

Kang Lingyue replied in English, "Of course." ”

Wen Baojing said: "I think you take it for granted. ”

“why?”

Wen Baojing frowned and said, "Don't speak English at home. ”

"Okay, why?"

"You are a literary student yourself, how can you ask such a question?"

"I came to this from my professional point of view, this, how to speak in Chinese. Conclusion?"

"On the basis?"

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, that's what you say, right?"

"That's what you came to from your own professional point of view?"

Kang Lingyue nodded. ♀

Wen Baojing glared at her daughter and said, "You can't help but think too little about domestic writers." ”

Kang Lingyue said-for-tat: "It's Mom, you think they are too big, with all due respect, I think Mom, your attitude towards juniors is not as objective as Dad." ”

Wen Baojing's face changed slightly, stopped what she was doing, looked at her daughter, and said, "I won't be a good person like your father, but I don't think I'm worse than your father in terms of discovering talents." The competition has come to this point, and it is no problem for this Liu Jingting to enter Vientiane, but you say that he can dominate the crowd in this nationwide competition, which is impossible, this. is objective. ”

Kang Lingyue looked at her mother's expression, and her heart blossomed. But his face was silent. Over the years, the strategy of suppressing my father with my mother and dealing with my mother with my father can be described as unpleasant and successful.

She met her mother's gaze earnestly and said, "I didn't make such a judgment on the spur of the moment, I watched "The Gift of the Magi", "The Necklace" and "The Last Leaf". Although Liu Jingting has never published a book, his grasp of the story, his control of the structure and the feelings contained in the story are no worse than Zhou Zaidao. You have also read his works, and you still think that he can't win, which can only show that in your heart, Mom, you take the seniority of seniority more seriously, and ignore the facts. ”

Wen Baojing was also unhappy or angry, slowly wiped his hands on his apron, and said lightly: "The result will come out tonight, and tomorrow at the latest, you will know if I don't understand it or not." ”

"Since my mother said so, I will also say a word to you, if Liu Jingting loses the game this time, I will honestly stay in the United States, study for a doctorate, a postdoctoral, a doctor's degree, and the queen mother, and never mention the matter of returning to China. ”

"Okay. ”

"What if he wins?"

"Then I agreed to go back to China and go to Vientiane as a counselor. ”

"Thank you, Mom!" Kang Lingyue suddenly jumped in front of her mother, hugged her mother's neck, and kissed her on the face, Wen Baojing suddenly realized that she had fallen into her daughter's trap again.

casually mentioned the essay contest, deliberately used her father to provoke herself, and finally released a gambling contract, all in one go, originally according to the family democracy, this kind of heavy dà incident, is decided by three people, so Kang Lingyue, who has always received one vote, has no possibility of winning at all, just like the presidential election in the United States, but it just looks very democratic.

But this time, she gambled with herself on Liu Jingting's victory or defeat, and suddenly increased her vote rate from 33.333 to 50 percent, which was a big bargain. ♀

"Wait ......"

Wen Baojing, who reacted, was about to regret it, Kang Lingyue pulled her mother's sleeve with a smile, and said, "Mom and dad taught me when I was a child, people can't stand without faith, and I still remember it vividly," and then tilted his head and looked at his mother innocently, "What's the matter with Mom?"

Wen Baojing was blocked by the sentence "People can't stand without faith", paused, and said, "Bring me the olive oil." ”

Kang Lingyue smiled slyly and happily took the olive oil, Wen Baojing looked at her, and said lightly: "Make this bet, you only have to lose more miserably, what are you proud of?"

Kang Lingyue said: "Anyway, I have nothing, there is nothing to lose, of course, I can only rush to the doctor and try my luck." ”

"Even if you win me by luck, what about your dad?"

"Mom, we don't do dark things, as long as you stand on my side, Dad has no chance of winning, besides, although our family pays attention to democracy, but isn't there a concentration behind democracy, in the final analysis, you still have the final say. ”

Kang Lingyue walked behind her mother flatteringly as she spoke, beating her back and rubbing her shoulders.

……

At this time, it was already late at night on the other side of the world, and some people on the Internet released their works one after another, but they were quickly drowned out by the spittle of netizens.

"I can't even look at Liu Jingting's face with this kind of thing, okay? I'm a judge, can I just throw it in the trash?"

"Is the landlord serious? Is the landlord really serious, or is Liu Jingting invited to pull hatred?"

"I saw the master's masterpiece, very shocked, whether it is the choice of words and sentences or the beginning and turn of the story, people have nothing to say, I believe. Five hundred years forward, five hundred years later, it is absolutely impossible to have a more comical article than the landlord's masterpiece, damn it, I don't know what the landlord is writing at all!!"

……

Under the complaints of a group of netizens, the authors who posted in advance came forward to laugh at themselves: "Throwing bricks to attract jade, throwing bricks to attract jade, don't care, ease the atmosphere." ”

At about 1:20 a.m., the group mockery came to an abrupt end. In addition to most netizens who have rested, the remaining night owls have also taken their eyes off these "jokes", because Shen You, a well-known traditional author of Dingshi Culture, posted his "entry article" on his blog - "ABC Variations for Children".

Shin You has written a total of three short stories, the first of which is about an inspirational girl who works as a translator in a shared apartment with her and is trying to enter the simultaneous interpretation. The second is about her little cousin, and the third is about her experience as a teacher. Write about the children of the mountains in her eyes.

Consistent Shinyo-style style. The sensationalism that stops at the point, the humor that flashes of inspiration, the unclear perception of life, and most importantly, the whole text is full of positive energy.

Very readable!

So, not long after Shinyu's article was released. There was still a small wave of commotion in the online world in the dead of night, and Shen You's fans didn't need to say it, naturally they were talking, and they were naturally excited. Naturally, they are running to tell each other, and those netizens who are not used to Liu Jingting are indispensable for exaggerated praise based on the principle that the enemy of the enemy is a friend.

At about two o'clock, Xue Muliang reposted Shen You's blog and commented casually: "Meiyou put the article of 1,000 words and 1,000 yuan here for free, are you sure it is appropriate? Why do I feel so guilty when I see it, and I feel that I am a shameful person who watches pirated copies? Ask the blogger to announce the bank card number, and the password can be sent to me privately, I want to pay!"

……

Vientiane Judges' Office four hours ago.

Brightly lit.

The judges gathered.

Director Kang said to everyone: "Why don't you all go back first, he can't finish writing tonight anyway." ”

"Wait a minute, Principal, nothing else can help, so let's fight side by side. ”

"The judges and the contestants are fighting side by side, and this will really cause misunderstanding. ”

"He seems to have come out and is standing on the balcony. A young judge pointed out the window and said.

"I guess Caven. ”

Another curious judge leaned over and looked through the window at the not-so-majestic but unusually outstanding figure on the balcony of Sanxian Tower, and guessed.

Another hour passed.

Some of the judges have already started yawning, especially a few elderly people.

"Okay, side by side until now, the heart has arrived, everyone will go back early, and there will be work tomorrow. ”

This time, no one objected, and everyone got up and walked out of the door tiredly, and then they were stunned to find a figure standing in the doorway, half hidden in the darkness of the night outside the door, half facing the office light.

Ryu Kyung-jeong!

"Principal, teachers, I'm here to hand in the papers. ”

"Deliver, deliver...... Volume?"

The middle-aged female judge repeated it in confusion.

"Yes. Liu Jingting lifted the handpiece in his hand, with a tired smile on his face, and his tone was very modest.

The collective spirit of the judges in the room was shocked.

"Don't stand at the door, come in. Director Kang waved his hand.

Liu Jingting said with some embarrassment: "I'll put the notebook here, the judges and teachers will take time to read it, and I'll go back first." ”

Half an hour later, Liu Jingting had already returned to his bedroom.

The judges' offices are still brightly lit.

None of the judges left because they were looking at Mr. Yoo's draft.

A novella called "The True Story of Ah Q".

A room full of people.

Silent!

……

Just when Shen You posted his article on his blog, Professor Lu, one of the six chief judges of the Wan Yan Essay Competition, put the thick manuscript in his hand on the table, was silent for a long time, sighed, and said: "I don't have a comment, it's not that I don't want to comment, but I don't dare." ”

Then, the other judges threw their papers, or shook their heads and sighed, or looked ashamed, or smiled wryly.

Like Professor Lu, there was no comment.

This incident has become the most talked-about lace anecdote in the history of literature, and it is called "throwing a scroll without commenting".

"This will be the strongest and deadliest counterattack that Liu Jingting has made against the challengers, and it will be the most important cultural event in recent years. Hu Jian announced like a chicken, "Liu Jingting won, Sima Wuji and Zhou Zaidao are too far apart, and the rest is not enough!"

Director Kang smiled with a smile of relief, and gently patted the manuscript in his hand with his right hand, as if he was afraid that it would fly away, and said to himself: "Ah Q spirit, Ah Q spirit, good, very good, he is not only mocking those challengers, he is also mocking all of us." ”

After Director Kang finished speaking, everyone echoed.

"This Liu Jingting classmate looks gentle and gentle, I didn't expect the brushstrokes to be so deep and tricky, I don't know how everyone feels, I am sweating when I look at it, I feel that he is pointing at my nose and scolding, laughing, I think, Ah Q is based on me. ”

"I feel the same way. ”

"I feel the same way. ”

"That's right. ”

After Director Kang began, everyone finally "dared" to express some superficial opinions.

"Dean Hu, hang the article on the official website, after torturing us, let everyone feel it, let's take the manuscript back, I can see that everyone has something to say, go back and have a good rest first, and let's have a good chat tomorrow." (To be continued)